Hot Night

it’s a hot night

and I don’t feel like sleepin

I got too much commotion

runnin round my mind

some kind of second sight

I see the meaning of everything

with the fever of the free and easy

in the summertime

ain’t nobody gonna give it to ya

you got to steal it

ain’t nobody gonna live it for ya

so you better feel it

it’s a hot night

I hear the dogs in the distance

I hear the men comin down the street

pickin up the trash

it sounds like a fist fight

like a squalid existence

but they’re singin in the dawnin day

like nobody asked

ain’t nobody gonna give it to ya

you got to steal it

ain’t nobody gonna live it for ya

you better feel it

it’s a hot night

and I don’t feel like sleepin

I’m lying next to my lover

and I can hear his dreams

I feel like rising bread

like a hothouse flower

like I’m drunk on whiskey sour

down the street in new orleans

it’s a hot night

I’m lying next to my lover

and there’s nowhere tomorrow

that I need to get

so I say not quite

don’t take this night away from me

I don’t feel like sleeping yet